| I used to love a boy
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| I still see him in these rooms
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| His head was like the summer
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| And his voice was like the moon
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| Sometimes he makes me heavy
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| A deeper shade of blue
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| And there’s murder in my heart
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| And there’s nothing I can do
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| I used to love a boy
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| But now hes two years dead
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| I hear myself repeating what my father always said
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| Don’t let it make you bitter
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| And watch while you’re blue
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| I got murder in my heart
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| But Id rather die instead
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| Somebody would’ve taken on a lover
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| Does anybody need another friend
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| Right now anybody doesn’t need
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| I kinda like the ocean
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| With its arms stretched open wide
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| But I know what it means to be dragged out with the tide
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| And to fight from going under
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| And to keep myself alive
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| And there’s murder in my heart
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| And there’s water in my eyes
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| Went out late last night
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| Just to get a little air
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| And I walked beneath the streetlights
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| And I saw nobody there
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| Just a bitterness that followed me
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| A saddening surprise
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| There’s murder in my heart
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| And I made me that way
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| There’s murder in my heart
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| I can’t take make it go away |